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Man that never hurts

Happiness, contentment and most important love are the indispensable things for a human.one can spend life with inadequate food with
less money in a small home, but if there is no love no peace then the survival
becomes tough day by day. One begins down in his own. His senses become weak.
In those conditions, one cannot see the means to acquire rid of.

It was a sunset in race course park Lahore. Sunlight was
coming down. The park was filled with people of all kinds. Some are families,
some are friends, and some are lovers. He was sitting on a bench, painted red
wearing white shirt which was too rough and blue jeans. He had a small noting
pad and a pen in his hands. He looked to some children playing football. One
child kicked a football and it came near to his foot. The child came and asked
for it. He picked up football and gave it back with a gentle smile. Child
strangely looked at him and said

"Why the hell did you draw me smiling? Do you know me"?

"I smiled because I came with you from compassion".

Child saw with astonishment. So in the same field child’s
mother came and took the child away from him

He waved his hand and said “bye”. He again sat down and
thought this is Pakistan. Here’s stranger people are stuck in a vicious cycle.
Making someone smile becomes a criminal offense. People are strange to see such
as are his hands dyed in blood.

Mr. Bailey Christopher was a British man. Three years ago to
search for his mother, came to Pakistan. He was 24 years old. He had a
charismatic personality with dark hairs. His eyes was shining bright. When he
smiled the curves around lips made him more stunning. He was unprecedented. His
tone was very soft. His spirit was very gentle. He was one of the best
presented. He was unparalleled. He was doing a job as an English teacher and
lived in a small apartment.

He used to come in parks and spend his evenings. One day he
did as he did as his everyday routine and sat along the red painted bench. He
saw a girl wearing a black gown. She was taken scarf around the head and beck.
She was of dark colored, but looked very attractive. But along her facial
expression was something that was troubling him. She was unaware of his
surroundings. After sometime girl realized that he saw looking at him. She
starred at him and twisted round. He arrived close to the girl and said

"Hello!"

“Yes please” girl replied rudely

He laughed and said

The answer of hello should be “Hi"

She said “so”

"So you should say hi", he said with a gentle smile.

She examined him as a girl wants to say something and faced downward.

" Can I sit here", he asked

She pointed towards the ground and he sat near her.

"I discovered you and saw that you are worried so can you
please tell me what went on".

The girl looked at him and said,

“Life is exactly like a snake around you if you ignore
something it will bite you as it passed off to me".

"You are quite correct, but sometimes if we shift our
perspective towards life then this which is called by you a big snake becomes
only a strand which is connected to your foundation. If you unfold it you can
run you can flee”. He gently said

“Lifespan is not as uncomplicated as you are explaining, and
there is hell difference between the lifetimes of a Pakistani girl and an
English man”

Yes dear of course, but” he stopped while completing the
sentence and said if there is a “But”

Then in that respect is surely something and smiled.

She too smiled and stands up as saying it’s nice to play
with you Mr.????

With Mr. Bailey

Oh Mr. Bailey hopefully we will assemble here once again,
may be your thinking will have become change on that day.